Once in every life
someone comes along
and you came to me
it was almost like song
january through december
we had such a perfect year
then the flames became a dying ember
all at once
you weren't here
now my broken heart
cries for you each night
and its almost like a song
but much too sad to write
my grandma used to have this 45 record
and i would listen to it on the wooden record player
in the spare bedroom as a child
funny how you remember things like that...
and why was a child memorizing ronnie milsap lyrics?
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